A Broken Day Mended

Because I had rearranged my days off for our social commitments I felt I had nearly shot myself in the foot. The best weather of the three days arrived after a heavy frost but I had no spirit to go to London as originally planned. I want to photograph Rivelino's 'Nuestros Silencios' but it can wait until a visit in early February. As I have written previously, good photographs can not be taken without motivation. So, the day started from scratch. We dropped a friend in Winchester where I hoped to visit the military museums. I was disappointed to find almost no external exhibits. The sunshine, although welcome, produced an overbright and hazy light which would hinder photography anyway. I am looking forward to the passing of a cycle which will see me on leave in Cornwall, Rome and London but did not want to waste this day. We drove down to Eastleigh where the railway was also disappointing. It is the time of month for 'Buses' magazine although it seems to take a couple of days to reach the shelves. Rather than go to Fareham, we parked in Eastleigh town for its shops. It is a pretty dull place with, as far as I can see, only one bright star in its firmament (one of the nicest people in the world) but we did wander in the Swan Centre and High Street. I didn't quite know what to make of the museum which I had hoped might be more railway oriented. In fairness I have to say that their ethos is in fact to highlight the other aspects of the town's history.

There are several interesting things which can be seen from the M27 but can not, of course, legally be photographed. One such is a mill whose location we managed to pinpoint for 'landside' access. I went there today and was delighted to wander round by the Itchen and be charmed by the (converted) buildings. Greg had gone in Hobbycraft and, re-united, we lunched well in Haskins. It was finally time to go home and rest and think a little of the megabytes in my holiday destinations.